With whom do I stand at this vexing hour
heeding thy council or those of lesser men?
May I once speak thy true name, Catherine,
formidable as thy northern tower
from bloom to queenly grace did flower.
May my words not retreat from me again
bound to this truth, my lover, queen and friend;
they yield their strength to thine enduring power.
For this reason I know I must depart.
I am called back by my mistress the sea.
I will be thy hand which must strike free;
enemies from foreign lands will fear thy name,
heed thy voice and pledge to thy glorious heart
their love, a love I was not born to claim.
Captain, Your poem is full of Shakespearean flavor. Beautifully crafted! Big 10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A classic poem on love. So wonderful and powerful write. Loved reading it.10 +++++